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omg, and I thought it was a way of life.Just awoke from a dream in which another guy and myself were chasing hoods on motorcycles. ( I was pretty good too). We drove right into their trap. Seems they were bitter Nam vets holding people hostage for ransoms.I told them "Good luck finding somebody who will pay for me." and woke up.Seems to have tied up any loose ends there.

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The Waking

The Waking I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.I feel my fate in what I cannot fear.I learn by going where I cannot go.We think by feeling. What is there to know?I hear my being dance from ear to ear.I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.Of those so close beside me, which are you?God bless the Ground! I shall walk softly there,And learn by going where I have to go.Light takes the Tree, but who can tell us how?The lowly worm climbs up a winding stair;I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.Great Nature has another thing to doTo you and me; so take the lively air,And, lovely, learn by going where to go.This shaking keeps me steady. I should know.What falls away is always. And is near.I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.I learn by going where I have to go.